love, thou alone dost deserve the love of all thy creatures. I love thee with my whole heart. I love thee above all things; I love thee more than my life. O! why can I not see thee loved by all, cherished by all hearts as thou deservest? I love thee, O my God! and in the fervour of my love, I unite my poor heart with the hearts of all the Seraphim and with the heart of Mary, and wish that I might have the same love for thee which all the Saints bear thee, the same with which thy holy Mother is inflamed. I love only thee, for thou alone deservest all my love. O blessed Mary, mother of holy love, help me to love my God as thou desirest to see him loved.
ACT OF HUMILITY.
So then, my soul, in a few moments thou art going to nourish thyself with the sacred flesh of Jesus Christ. Art thou then worthy to receive it? O my God, who am I, and who art thou? Indeed, I know well who thou art, thou that givest thyself to me; but thou, Lord, knowest thou who I am — I that am to receive thee?
Is it possible, O my Jesus, that thou, who art purity itself, art so desirous to come and dwell in this soul, which has so often been the dwelling of thine enemy, and loaded with so many sins? I acknowledge, O Lord, all thy majesty and my own deep misery. I blush and am ashamed to appear before thee; I would in reverence withdraw from thee, but if I leave thee, my life, whither shall I turn? Where should I seek help? what will become of me? No, no ! I will not leave thee. I will rather draw nearer and nearer to thee every day. Thou lovest to have me receive thee for my food, and ever invitest me. Well, then, I come, O my dearest Saviour ! Yes ! ashamed and
